some nights, raffi has a very light sleep, other night nothing could ever wake her up. it depends on many different factors, far too many for her to list, although she has thought about writing them all down before. maybe one day she will actually sit down and do it, just for herself to keep track of it. other nights, the ex-spy simply cannot find sleep at all and usually she spends these nights reading ( they used to involve drinking but since she is trying to stay sober that is not an option ); ever since she started spending her night with seven ( @cptnseven ) , sleepless nights would be spent reading to the blonde until she fell asleep.
usually, once seven fell asleep, raffi would read for a few more minutes before putting the book aside and just watch her for a while. it always makes her heart skip a beat to see how calm and relaxed she could look in her sleep; more so to know that raffi’s presence was helping. moments like these it is so easy to fall even more for the other woman, and she knows she’s not able to put it into words just yet. maybe one day. for now, this is enough.
for an hour or so, raffi just lays next to her, content with the silence and faint light of the bedside lamp. but as soon as she realizes that sleep simply doesn’t get to her, she picks up her book again, reading the familiar words without paying too much attention. it’s not like she doesn’t know the book by heart already, there’s not a single book in her home that she hasn’t read multiple times; most of them show it, too. beside her, seven is quiet and raffi is glad. she’s learned there’s little movement when seven’s concerned ( unless it was a bad night ) and by now she has gotten very used to it.
that is exactly why raffi is fully focussed on seven when she begins to move ever so slightly. it starts with a little shuffling around and raffi thinks she’s just looking for a more comfortable position. when she shuffling doesn’t stop, however, she puts the book aside and lifts the arm closest to seven, preventing her from bumping into it as she moves closer to throw an arm over her middle and rest her head on her chest. it doesn’t take very long and soon enough seven’s fully curled up against raffi, effectively using her as a pillow.
when she thought she couldn’t love her anymore, things like that happen.
the brunette is careful as she brushes a few strands out of the blonde’s face, cupping her cheek for a moment and just enjoying the feeling of their bodies being so close. if this is what she gets for a sleepless night, she never wants to sleep again. although that might just be a bit dramatic. carefully, she shuffles down a bit, getting more comfortable before wraping her own arm around the sleeping form of her girlfriend ( oh, she will never grow tired of that word ). book set aside, she turns off the lamp, welcoming the darkness like an old friend.
they are close enough for her to see the very features of seven’s face; calm, relaxed, and she could have sworn she saw a smile. this is it, she thinks, this is how i want to fall asleep every night for the rest of my life. and maybe one day she’s brave enough to tell seven.
